#stoneage records

[ofcruelheart]

* ◟ : 〔 KIM JINWOO , NONBINARY + HE / THEY 〕 DEAW AHN , some say you’re a THIRTY TWO YEAR OLD lost soul among the neon lights. known for being both PURE and NAIVE, one can’t help but think of DREAMER by TALLEST MAN ON EARTH when you walk by. are you still a BLADE RUNNER, REPLICANT, “CASTRATO” for STONEAGE INDUSTRIES, NEW YORK CITY METROPOLITAN OPERA HOUSE, even with your reputation as THE INGENUE? i think we’ll be seeing more of you and SINGING ARIAS TO THE DOVECOTE, THE SHARP GLINT OF A PISTOL LAYING PUSHED TO THE WAYSIDE ON A DESK BESIDE A BOUQUET AND JEWELS, DREAMS OF A BLOODLESS PEACE, although we can’t help but think of LUCY WESTENRA ( DRACULA ) + ALEC ( NIGHTRUNNER ) + CECILE ( DANGEROUS LIAISONS ) whenever we see you down these rainy streets.

Name: Deaw Ahn Age: “32” Gender: Nonbinary Pronouns: He/They Orientation: Bisexual Species: Replicant Occupation: Bladerunner Civilian Occupation: "Castrato" at Metropolitan Opera House Tropes: The Ingenue, The Heart, Silk Hiding Steel, Beauty is Goodness Expanded Aesthetic: walking barefoot through the glade while cicadas hum / mourning hymns cast over an animal night / laying bare and prone upon dew and dirt, listening for primordial song / an ore split open at the seam / nightingales shivering free of their oaks, taking to a black sky / tenderness and rebellion, love and wrath in one breath Singing Voiceclaim: xSpeaking Voiceclaim: x History (TLDR below): tw - mentions of violence

life begins with a song.

your mothers are women of the earth, nymphs brimming with love and temper.

a spat in the morning, a riot over lunch, a reconciliation coupled with the din of a record fuzzily crooning speakeasy jazz and mournful blues. the pines beyond their little wooden home whisper hushed hymns of animal secrets and primordial ciphers.

life is full of ancient melody out here, and you want to be the mouthpiece.

moonshot, you long to be the herd of silver deer galloping through the dark, the owl howl, the mourning nightingale.

how to raise a fledgling starchild. alone. by sinistra ton

do not hide anything. tell the truth, but tell it beautifully. he is as untamed as he is a thing of bent stems. he will catch the scent of a half-lie as if it's drenched in rot. i've told him everything - everything, save for the letter left behind.

do not clip a wildling's wings. she had tried, when it was just us, with our bedroom door shut, or when the boy was out in the forest.

nurture a generous heart. he returns from his trips to town with a new stray. darling boy of gilt heart, rabbit-in-the-thicket child. too lovely. unfit for this world. you tell him so while he washes the rain from wild berries, brushing hair from his eyes. beware the calloused hand that reaches for yours. it has touched thorns like yours to pick at the rose.

do not lie. he finds the note. he knows lucia has left. he knows i refused to go, that i refused to let her take him too. he is silent, rounds his mouth on 'betrayal' - i collapse.

do not stop him when he leaves. his cheeks are still tearstained when he leaves for the city - he kisses my brow tenderly. he says, i will bring her back.

...

...

...

his memories end there. he learns later that his former memory-maker was replaced with one more efficient, more mindful of Stoneage's objectives. his memories become that of training, of honing his lethality, his agility, his ruthlessness when duty calls for him. and when it calls, he loathes it. in spite of his new memory-maker, he hates what he has been made to do.

instead, he dreams of what the first memory-maker must have been like, to give him such resplendent, romantic memories, to bequeath upon him such a personal, noble goal as finding his missing mother. to gift him a singing voice that has been extinct without the injury that usually accompanies it. this figure shrouded in mystery, this enigma, must be kind. must be loving. must embrace love and art and song and nature and must be so far disparate from the clinical business of Stoneage and the concrete jungle of new york.

perhaps they hated what they were made to do too.

tldr:

deaw (named after morning dew - actually the old english way of spelling it) was adopted by two women (sinistra and lucia) who lived on the outskirts of rural new york in their homestead, following a sustainable lifestyle. life was musical, ideal, and isolated, with leisure time spent running alongside deer, singing to the moon, and bathing in the wild rivers.

life is idyllic until lucia ups and leaves overnight, seemingly with no warning signs, and no attempt at communication. the remaining family is heartbroken, but carry on as best they can, though deaw is particularly wounded by the sudden abandonment. 

years pass. chance leads to deaw discovering a letter addressed to sinistra from lucia dated the night the latter left, and he sets off to find her.

PSYCH. he is a replicant bladerunner. up until this bullet, his memories were fabricated by a memory-maker; it is this same memory-maker who made him sweet and whimsical and wild, who gave him a natural extinct castrato's voice (without the horrific injury so well-associated with the practice) so he could sing with the wild birds, who made him find love and beauty even in the darkest and most decrepit places. abrubtly, this memory-maker was replaced by another more... efficient. one that helped hone him into a more ruthless bladerunner.

unfortunately, the work of a bladerunner goes against his very nature crafted by his first memory-maker. though he is extremely skilled, he hates the work, hates that he was also made to be so proficient at retiring replicants. secretly, he yearns for a future free of stoneage industries, and he dreams of one day meeting his first memory-maker. to understand them. to better understand himself.

SUMMARY: deaw is a creature of contradictions and dichotomies, love and wrath, tenderness and easy, fleeting touches and a penchant for altruism and restlessness. a made nymph, as wild and freefalling as his 'mothers', but with a great affection and tenderness towards his fellow 'man'. unfortunately, he's an incredibly proficient bladerunner.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

unfortunate replicants who are on his list to 'retire'

patrons and benefactors at the opera house, particularly those fascinated by his famous 'castrato' voice but without the actual practice associated with it having forced upon him. 1000% he is marketed as possessing an extinct voice.

both his memory-makers!!!!

fellow employees at stoneage - those who sympathize with him and those who are deplete of any empathy for his plight

fellow romantics and wildlings

people who can yell at him for being so enamored with nature and love and art in this age of tech and modernity

[pcril]

*     ◟    :    〔   song hye kyo  ,      cis woman    +   she/her    〕     sae yujin ,      some say you’re a  forty-two year old  lost soul among the neon lights.      known for being both  ambitious  and  impatient,  one can’t help but think of  the ghost on the shore by   lord huron when you walk by.    are you still a    replicant mechanic at  stoneage industries,     even with your reputation as the phantasm?     i think we’ll be seeing more of you and    looking at the mirror that looks back at you as a stranger — you do not know who you are, family doesn't inherently deserve respect, harsh is the line drawn between the heart and mind   although we can’t help but think of the doctor (john wick 3), seo mi-ri (vincenzo), wendy carr (the mentalist)    whenever we see you down these rainy streets.     

ENTER THE PHANTASM .

You wake up to the sound of a knock or doorbell being rung at the dead of night. Again. Sure, it's known that your door's open to off the record repairs, but now you're starting to regret not having a more set schedule. What you do on the clock taxes you at an increasing rate. You're not sure how much longer you can stomach it. How much longer until you can look at her in the eye. But you still get up. Wrap yourself in a modicum of comfort and answer the door to help whoever's in need of another broken part as always.

PUBLICLY KNOWN FACTS:

Name: Sae Yujin

Appearance: Equal parts impeccable and messy. It's only a matter of time before your clothes stain with such extensive repairs at work and at home. When not on the clock, she tries to wear the embodiment of comfort. Loose fitting clothes, minimal layers, well cushioned sneakers.

Warmth always lacked in her household. Though the conditional love by both parents was taken in stride; always with her chin up and steely gaze unwavering. A trait that had both mother and father crown her with adequate pride.

The first time her diligent ways wavered came in the form of a younger soul. A little girl born with scintillate, starry eyes and a cry that shook the evening sky itself. The very same baby sister that was fed with the same gilded silver spoon, and spoken to with even higher expectations than the last. What with the ferocity she had come into the world. A fissure first formed between Somi and their parents. Rebellion struck at a young age to achieve goals on her own terms and not of traditions past. To her credit, she achieved them in due time ( if not quicker ) than Yujin had. Yet where pride should've been lent, spite soured within the hearts of dearest mother and father.

She had something innate that they lacked, and she dared to deviate from customary ways? Unacceptable. Despicable, even.

The foundation of Yujin's very own devotion followed suit; now made of hairline fractures that cracked away from their parent’s iron gripped control. Traditions waned the more time she spent with Somi to learn new, innovative ways to grow in power and thrive. Defiance reinforced her bones and nonconformity layered steel over her heart. For the first time in her young life, she was made known of unconditional love for family. A bond made of blood and likeliness, Yujin was willing to support her sister no matter how cruel home was. Time and time again, she would intervene the spats and punishments dealt from the very people that were supposed to nurture them. Even when the direct repercussions of an experiment gone wrong had fallen onto herself.

Skin and muscle horribly burned, she held firm against their parent’s ire for the unforgivable insolence. They forbade any professional aid to help her heal seamlessly as punishment for being unruly —only enough attention was given to be sure infection wouldn’t set in. Foolish of them to think she would be ashamed of such a scar, for she wore it with pride from then on out. A reminder of just how blinded her parents were for reputation and power.

With a metaphorical wedge driven between the family and two of the Sae children ( they’d never be ostracized – couldn’t for the overarching reputation ), they both stubbornly lived their own lives as seen fit. All until one half came to a sudden final destination. Oddly enough, Somi's passing is what brought the family back together. For they all loved her in their own way; some more harsher than others, but no less valued. And while they all coped differently, her father took things a step too far.

See, her father is the type of man that obsesses until perfection. It's what landed him a position as the original crew to turn the concept of replicants into reality. He really pushed himself to give Stoneage's creations that extra realism ( and uncanniness ). And in doing so, he happened to pull a few strings.. Spin his own personal project with Somi as the subject.

Her replicant was publicly released with the others, but kept a secret from Yujin and her mother. So imagine her surprise, her initial horror, to see such a familiar face come alive once again. She might wear the same face, but that isn't her sister. Equal parts devastated and.. Relieved? Yujin threw herself into studying everything there is to know about replicants. How they're generally created, how to mend every single part back to perfection, how to look at her so-called sister in the eye again. The shock's done well to numb her thus far, but it's starting to slip. She's beginning to stomach the full bile of uneasiness. Starting to silently doubt her purpose in the industry as a whole.

TLDR: growing up at home had always been suffocating for yujin and her sister, so they split once they were able. both were strong, fiery spirits in different ways (fire vs. ice) and things were good for a while. unfortunately, her sister passed in her late twenties. while everyone within the family was struck with grief, her father coped with it differently. the thing about her father is that he was one of the original scientists hired to take on the concept of replicants becoming reality. definitely the mad scientist sort. so her sister was remade as a replicant to fit his image of her. less rebellious, more sweet, lacking that spark that truly made her sister so unique. while horrified by her father's actions, it's undeniable that some of that grief ached less. it's like she's still here, but not.. exactly. so while yujin tried to sort out how she truly felt about it, she threw herself into knowing everything about repairing replicants as a whole. except it's starting to wear on her in more recent days.

[lawlessfm]

INTRODUCING THE NEON PARIAHS,   007/,       

( PROCESS ONE, )            I AM NOT PART OF THE HERD,        but you listen to your leader and their advisor.     They have led you this far,    you learned how to survive the skeletal wastelands with them.       Why would they lead you to ruin?      Why would they not want the same recognition that you do?          

( PROCESS TWO, )       THE ARTIFICIAL NEONS HURT YOUR EYES WHEN YOU FIRST ARRIVE IN THE CITY.      You are told it’s because of the false prophets here.     Those who look like people,    but are sent here to destroy us.     Those who are made with wires and other humans’ memories.      You are told they are called replicants.     Are you so easily replaced?      

( PROCESS THREE, )       YOU GET A JOB SOMEWHERE USING FALSE RECORDS,        they are easy to copy,    even easier to shape into a true resume.      You are preparing to take down two big sharks,    two large maneaters:     Anunnaki Pharmaceuticals and Stoneage Industries.     

* SUMMARY :       This is a new addition to the roles page!     There are only twelve open slots in this organization,    all of which are named after certain animals.    They make up for their small numbers in viciousness and cunning brutality    —    survival wasn’t an easy lesson,    especially not out there in the darkness.    

[hexadot]

The Deadman's Forest - Beneveera (Acarella)

Since the poll has 5 days until it finishes, I've decided I'll cover some stuff in Murdanland and Beneveera first before that ends.

Covering:

Deadman's Forest

Of the 11 territories with Beneveera, the Deadman's Forest is an unclaimed portion that is ESPECIALLY dangerous.

Before recorded history, there was a great catastrophe. A devil from the underworld ripped its way through the fabric between the two planes and effectively brought the Old Age to a complete end and reset civilization. The devil was named the Abberant Splitjaw, noticeable by its, well, split jaw.

After it was slain by an unnamed hero, the corpse began decomposing and turning into raw magic. Due to the tear between the two realities, magic was already spilling into the Mortal Plane, but paired with the extremely dense concentration of magic around the Deadman's Forest, it caused it to begin mutating and evolving far past the rate the rest of the world was, the water turned blood-red and the forest gained a dark purple tint, the wildlife began transforming into beings that were barely recognizable with each generation, the fauna began adapting the dense magic in different ways, in simplified terms, the Deadman's Forest turned into an alien world. The rest of the world was also evolving at an insane rate due to the magic, but the Deadman's Forest was hit especially hard. Throughout the years, the giant corpse of the Abberant Splitjaw was revered as a "curse by the gods" from local tribes, until humans properly adapted to the magic, merely approaching the forest would cause cancerous growths to form on your skin. Humans were especially vulnerable to this.

Towards the later stages of Human advancement, once they began breaking out of the stoneage, they had begun to adapt better to much, and occasionally, a child of God would be born and be able to harness the power of magic. Around the start of the Bronze age, the continent of Beneveera had especially begun pioneering magical research compared the rest of the world. It eventually became regarded as the Continent of the Arcane.

[kneehoming-knee]

I Gotcha Opin (Nervous Records Presents Black Moon) (Remix Version)

I REMOVED EVERY "LEEXHING TAG" SHAME ON THE UNDERWONNONE MINE WE STILL KINGS AND GODS OF THE STONEAGE

[maximumpirateprince]

Don't you just love when people talk out off their asses?

I'm not a archeologist or a doctor or something similar to that(neither is the author of this artical), so i dont know shit. That dosent mean i can't have an opinion on what people say, if he can say his opinion then i can as well. That being said this is purly my opinion and some of it might not be correct

This comes from a Norwegian science website (https://www.forskersonen.no/debattinnlegg-historie-jakt-og-fangst/nei-kvinner-var-ikke-bedre-jegere-enn-menn-i-steinalderen/2316475) and is a debate piece

(sorry in advance if anything i written wrong or badly, english my second language)

"No, women were not better hunters than men inn the stoneage"

Not saying women were better than men, but neither were men better than women, but like who really knows the stone age was milions of years ago.

BTW the author is a "høyskolelektor i helsefag" which is a collage lecturer/teacher who teaches health professions. He's criticizes the Scientific American magazin for talking about/debunking the 2 sexes theory and that women can't possibly be better than men in sports or anything that is male dominated(with a sprinkle of transphobia)

He links to the website of Jerry Coyne, who from what i gathered while a biologist is also a hard deserminist and antireligion that he seems to(me at least) not know how to seperate his personal opinions and scientific fact.

This is some of my favorite parts of the article/s

"There is a reason that female athletes drugs themselves with derivatives of male and not female hormones"

Btw the reason is that testosteron will promote muscle mass by increasing muscel protein syntesis and it (along with estrogen and cortisol) is a natrual steriod that we produce. The steroid that is used in sport is Anabolic steroids.

But why bring up that? If you want to talk about the diffrences hormons gives us, then there are better ways to go about it, no one is denying that estrogen and testosteron have widly different effects.

And talks about the female and male body diffrences, like that women have larger hips and chest then menn and in the last sentence says that womens fat-percentage makes them worse at sports like running and sprinting(ok??)

First he talks about the diffrenses in records for running between men and women in maratons.

There more reason to this then hormons and biological gender that makes the diffrence between world records of men and women.

If want to read something about this:https://www.outsideonline.com/health/training-performance/female-athlete-science-up-to-speed-book-christine-yu/

Then he says "the commotion around Transwomen that goes inn and wins over biological women in athletics demonstrate the diffrence in capacity"

??? Thats just not true. Transwomen are more often than not barred from womens sports and when they are allowed to participate they will get scorned by cis-women that either came behind them(like the transwomen dont even have to win just get before the wrong woman) or will get forced out by cis-women.

There after he says "men dominates inn all sports that involves power, endurance and/or strength. Not only that but they fill the toplists of strategic games and activities like chess, World of Warcraft and paintball. Hunting is in of itself also a mansdominatet activity. To attribute this to discrimination or uncomplete equality work is too dumb".

Again there are other reasons for this, women are literally pushed out of these sports. There are unfortunately still alot of cis-men that seem to think that women are not as smart as them or even that women are akin to objects. If you were in a heavily male dominated field(even with work outside of sports) there is a good chance of you as a woman to expirence harrasment and even sexual assult. When it comes to hunting it's often that women either have been bared form such a activity because of sexism or lack of interest because of it being so heavily cis-man dominated.

"men, not women are optimized for hunting"

"The ladies behind the publications argues that estrogen is like a prensentasion advencer. in reality it's testoseron that is the real battle- and performence hormone. meanwhile estrogen levels make women more form and caring, is raised testosteron connected to muscelmass, risktaking and vigor."

Fhis is just really weird to read. Why are we attributing hormons in general to war or care. If we think like this we essenily are telling people who dont fit inn this mold that they are less of a person, on top of that this is what leeds to people making fun of men who works or want to work in a women dominated field such as nursing, kindergarden teacher or similar professons.

"In women who train a lot and hard, and especially those with a low fat percentage (optimal for fast movement), it is not unusual to have menstrual disturbances. This falls under what is referred to in the fitness world as the female athlete triad: a constellation of physical problems that hard-training women often experience. Men can also be injured by a lot of exercise, but are not as susceptible as the ladies. They also do not experience reproductive resentment to the same extent, which supports the idea of better genetic conditions."

I might be wrong, but i think you would have to train excessively for that to happen. The same prosess can happen if you have anorexia. Hormon disurbences side effects can make menstruation worse as well. It dosen't only hurt women, elevated testosteron levels in men can be dangerous, as well as making our(everyone's) cortisol levels to lower so much that it can leave us in a chroniclly stressed state.

"A number of other documented gender differences paint a picture of the man, not the woman, as the hunter. The male gender demonstrates better spatial navigation, distance vision, throwing accuracy and power and explosiveness, to name a few. More muscle in the shoulders, arms, chest and back gives better throwing and carrying ability, and a penchant for creating and working in coalitions and teams provides the prerequisites for achieving common objectives. There is also no escaping the fact that it is the woman, not the man, who becomes pregnant, gives birth, breastfeeds and has a built-in sensor for baby crying."

I'll be honest and say that i dont know how to answer this. why is he reducing women down to childbearing? All this good talk about menand all you have to say about women is "babymaking machine". like there is nothing esle to say about women, no mention of women having better color vision. also how do we even know if any of this is purely biological and not just social? It is possible that it comes som how we are brought up.

"Instead of depriving men of what they are good at, why not cultivate what women are good at? It's not like women have never hunted. But usually it is the men who carry the spear and bow and arrow. The cases where the female gender has a central role in this work are the exceptions, not the norm. Gathering, including the acquisition of less mobile animals, is the dominant income-generating activity for women. We still see this to this day, with hunter-gatherer groups such as the Hadza and !Kung."

Taken what from who?? No-one is takning anything from men lol. "usually it is men who carry" how would you know? Did you go back in time and check? Why not metion native women like the Aeta women who hunted the same prey as the men as well as they were gatheres. People in hunter gather societies often weren't as gender segregated as we have thought and many newer studies tell us that women hunted either just as much or that the rolles weren't as gender specific as we've been told.

https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/early-women-were-hunters-not-just-gatherers-study-suggests-180982459/

"There are several things that women are better at than men. They typically have high social and emotional insight, good verbal skills, and the ability to care and multitask, to name a few. Just as the fact that men are good at physical and strategic challenges is a result of natural selection and adaptation, the female strengths are also rooted in evolution."

Is that really the truth tho? Is it really how we evolved? Is it really that rigid? Im personally not that convinced.

Trying to erase the differences between the sexes undermines, rather than empowers and celebrates, the woman, as it does not carry through in reality. There biology stands strong and big in the way of progressive leveling fantasy."

"Distortion of reality does not bring science or the sexes forward, but backwards."

Yeah, cause everything he has metioned is celebrating women. reducing women to be only a caretaker and childbearer is soooo celebrating/s. More and more it seems that it's rather what hes is spouting that isn't rooted in reality. Biology dosen't in any way stand in the way for progressive leveling fantasy, literally the opposite, more often than not it seems biologi and biologist agree with what we are saying and often it's them we get our information from.

That last sentence is has to be ironic, you can't seriously think that. How the fuck do you think we have comed as far as we have??? Without some form of reality distortion we wound't have the things we have. This is what most of the people in science we look up to or the inventors were told, like do you think Da Vinci or Tesla were told that they were geniuses in the beginning? No, most people thought that they were insane that there theorys or ideas were not rooted in reality.

If anything its thoughts and ideas as his that brings us backwards and not forwards.

[daggerzine]

THROWBACK THURSDAY #43!- The Waxwings- Low To The Ground (Bobsled Records)

Has it really been 23 years since this terrific Waxwings debut? Why yes it has. These Detroit popsters,  led by Dean Fertita (who later went on to Dead Weather, Queens of the Stoneage, etc) knew how to add some new bright blood to an art form that The Beatles and Byrds perfected some thirty plus years before this.

Fertita and his cohorts add a real brightness here with well-written songs played with plenty of passion and panache (and a real sense of fun, as well). The vocal tradeoffs between Fertita and Dominic Romano (who I think left the band after this record) are superb as well.

Cuts like opener “Keeping the Sparks,” the more rockin’ “While You Spiral,”  and the real 60’s ish “Into the Scenery” are just a few of the gems on here. They add some twang to the fantastic “Firewood” and kick things down a notch or two on the lovely, soulful “Low Ceiling.” Also, don’t miss the swirling “United”, another ace cut on here, or the marvelous acoustic number “Different Plane.”

The band’s other two LPs, while solid, did not reach the heights of Low To The Ground. This is the one to hear.

Bobsled is long gone but you can find it on Discogs.

[glorioustidalwavedefendor]

Someone just described people in the Bronze age (4500 years ago) as "early humans" and I think I took some actual physical damage ...

Just so you know

The species of Homo Sapiens seems to be ruffly 300 000 years old give or take

So 300 000 years ago in the last dregs of the paleolithicum you could speak of early humans

(You propably could make a point that the ancestors of Homo Sapiens also fall under early human ... but that is a different discussion)

After that ... even at 200 000 years I would no longer speak of early humans ...

200,000 years ago: oldest known grass bedding, including insect-repellent plants and ash layers beneath (possibly for a dirt-free, insulated base and to keep away arthropods).[3][4][5]

And at 100 000 years I'd ask you what you are smokeing becasue:

100,000 years ago: Earliest structures in the world (sandstone blocks set in a semi-circle with an oval foundation) built in Egypt close to Wadi Halfa near the modern border with Sudan.[16]

But 4500?

That was yesterday ...

Like at 4500 years you already have sophisticated cultures like the Minoans

Egyptians have figured out deliberate mummification

And we have just eneterd the age of recorded history becasue some cultures have figured out writting (especially in Sumer and Egypt)

Those are not early humans ... those are not even middle humans ...

Like ...

They are closer to us then they are to the stoneage ...

Seriously I think I just died a little bit inside ...

[themortaltaint]

Kim o' the Concrete Jungle - Determination

An original song and video recorded at Studio 57 in Taren Point, Sydney, Australia. This is the last song from my theme album: Our Stoneage Future. 

[metalshockfinland]

THE NEW DEATH CULT Release Highly-Anticipated Second Album "Super Natural", Out Now

Photo: Anine Desire Dubbed a brilliant crossover between Biffy Clyro, A Perfect Circle and Queens of the Stoneage, THE NEW DEATH CULT drive alternative rock in a forward direction mixing an eclectic 90’s vibe with modern alternative rock. The band is now ready to release their highly-anticipated second album “Super Natural” and the tracks were laid down at Ocean Sound Recordings in Giske,…

[nineteenfiftysix]

Wings Of The Isang - 향 (향 - Single, 2017)

[lawlessfm]

what occupations would you like to see around the most?

I would love to see more lawyers,      media personnel,    underground fighters,     fbi agents,     the coder for stoneage incorporated,     any crime organization members,     club dancers,     club securities,     the prima ballerina,    principal ballerinas,    politicians ( crooked or otherwise ),      i would love love love to see some doctors or surgeons,     retired assassins who work in bookstores or record stores,     mechanics ( maybe some black market mechanics that can fix discarded replicant bodies ),     hackers,      wall street investors,     insurance workers,     socialites,    dentists,     dental hygienists,     florists ( rare flowers, herbs, etc, perhaps only available to be delivered into the city ),    models,     social media influencers,     sanitation workers,     professors for the colleges,     teachers for the schools,     daycare workers,     private cleaners ( for organizations or private homes ),     chefs,    photographers,    private drivers,     and cafe owners.     That’s all I can think of for now,     I can’t wait to see what you come up with!

[bbbrianjones]

hi <3 what r your fave records from ur collection and why. gotta ask

EEEEEEEK !! BESTIE THANK YOU !!! such an excellent question !!! thank god you said records because um,,, there’s a few let’s just say

left - stoneage romeos by hoodoo gurus. i remember very clearly seeing this in a record shop and being amazed at the album cover. i had no idea who hoodoo gurus were but i mean just look at that cover, how sexy does it look! i also remember being amused because on the back it says 'if you enjoyed this album, please help the band: get your friends to buy a copy not tape yours' like yeah expose some bitches!

right - pigbag self-titled. now i love myself some funky jazz instrumentals. pigbag is definitely one of those bands which i know no one has heard but pls, listen to them. i'd obviously go with the class 'papa's got a brand new pigbag' and then maybe we can start talking. anyway never in my wildest dreams would i imagine finding a pigbag record in my country, let alone in a town 30 minutes away. i had to get my dad to drive me there after school to get this record and obviously got bullied because of the name of the band but my god!!! the pure joy of holding this record, i found peace <3

left - of skin and heart by the church. OH MY GOD IT IS SO HARD TO FIND THE CHURCH RECORDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! most of my records used to come from ebay and there was always nothing. zip. like it was so ridiculous. SO this record store guy was like homie and knew about my struggle on finding the church records and he literally called me to say that he found of skins and heart. believe me, i got over there as soon as i could to grab this baby. yes my bank account did a little weep afterwards but it was so worth it. she's so beautiful.

right - waiata by split enz. idk i just love split enz so much and i found waiata with the pink colouring. i just feel like it's a very me record <3

left - the loved ones' magic box. so much gender on the album cover i mean look at all the colours!!!!! i barely have any records from the sixties because they are hella expensive somehow but when i saw this record at this record fair, i didn't even think just SWIPED it. i'm gonna nerd out for a second here - this is the STEREO mix of the album. now after around 1972 for some odd reasons i have no idea why but they basically started releasing this album in one side of the stereo completely gone. like there's a guitar solo that plays in one ear and suddenly just dips because, obviously, it goes to the other ear. the mixing is HORRIBLY which is such a shame because this band fuckign slaps!! anyway the guy selling it was explaining this to me and i just had to say 'yeah i know, the guy in the pink shirt??? yeah that's my grandfather!' :)

right - we never close by pink flamingos. let it be known that this was one of my first-ever purchases on ebay and started a trend of collecting records that will probably never stop. the guy in the middle below the album cover was the love of my life, yes he had been dead for nearly 33 years when i got into him but that's beside the point. i knew for a fact i was never gonna find this album anywhere because no one probably knows this band outside of new zealand, and i had never heard of them until i met the guy in the middle. so when i saw it on ebay i knew i just had to take the plunge and buy it. when it arrived i remember opening it up because it was a gatefold and being in awe of this tiny picture of the guy™. he was beautiful, i just stared at that picture for the longest time. had to take it into the living room because when i was watching tv because i missed seeing his face?? anyway 15 year old was on another playing field.

left - clockwork orange soundtrack. this album belonged to my mama because she's the coolest person ever. i have never seen clockwork orange but i love wendy carlos, she's such a pioneer of electronic music and when i got this album it just so happened to be around the time i got into electronic music. listening to it made me feel like i was in some dystopian wasteland of concrete and metal and hard labour. the best <3

right - dave dee, dozy, beaky, mick and tich's greatest hits. worst band to have ever existed. anyway, i was searching through an old flea market kinda deal and just kept thinking 'wouldn't it be funny if there was an album by dave dee, dozy, whatever band?' and sure enough i couldn't believe i actually found one. i brought a few other albums and it was definitely the cheapest one but honestly, i would have spent so much money on this album. it's worth gold in my eyes.

left - our favourite shop by the style council. their best album. i just love the album cover again because, as i've said before, it's a bit like one of those i-spy books. looking at the album cover you notice such small details like the rave magazines with the small faces on it or the coat hangers that features the face of george best and john lennon?? like how did that ever exist. also weller looks STUNNING on the album, like dear god sir what a face.

right - their satanic majesties request by the rolling stones. i'm a brian girl this is obviously my favourite album by the rolling stones. i feel so lucky to have this album because never in my wildest dreams would i think of even owning an original copy of it because um,,,, rolling stones are kinda expensive :(( but i just thought where else are you ever going to get this album again?? so i bought it. it doesn't have the cool 3D effect like it had but who cares?? brian is on top of his game here honestly, he made the album what it is. it's the best thing the stones ever produced. brian king i love u!!!

and of course last but not least <3

MY BABY OH MY BABY GIRL THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AN ANGEL!!! I KISS HER EVERY MORNING BEFORE I START MY DAY!! this was the only thing i wanted my parents to get me for my birthday one year, i remember saying 'just get me the stone roses self-titled debut album released in 1989 with songs written by some guy and god himself jonathan thomas squire and i'll be happy' AND YOU BEST BELIEVE HOW I FELT WHEN I SAW THIS ALBUM !!!!!! i can't believe lie, i would marry her if i could. she's the only album that stands proudly near my record player so everyone knows that i'm such a bad bitch. it's the perfect album, everything on it is flawless. like all songs are 1000/10. i'm just so happy to have this album in my collection.

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Hit the road with the Third Men Podcast! 

This week we follow along with The Dead Weather’s inaugural tour to promote their debut album Horehound! 

For this all-new band on their debut outing, Jack took to the drum kit and held the beat down for bandmates Alison Mosshart, Dean Fertita and Jack “LJ” Lawrence. This time the road brought with it dramatic ups and downs, with audiences around the world equal parts enchanted and perplexed by this new darkly psychedelic concoction that graced the stage. 

Fans and critics scratched their heads at the growing number Jack White-adjacent bands, and pondered the fate of the White Stripes and The Raconteurs in the process – but one thing was undeniable: Horehound was an album with a mission. We give you all the details of that mission from opening curtain to closing encore! 

Plus Third Woman Kali Durga stops in to share HER tour memories in a special 2-for-1 “fell in love with a show” segment – Pokey Lafarge and the Flat Duo Jets! See you on the road!

Available on:

Spreaker: https://www.spreaker.com/user/thirdmanpaul/episode-44-final

itunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/the-third-men-podcast/id1162004507

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Throwback Thursday #16- Died Pretty- Free Dirt (Citadel)

Back in the mid- to late 80’s I was discovering a ton of bands from overseas. Don’t get me wrong there were plenty of great American bands as well, but Australia seemed to be where I was pointed toward and they rarely disappointed (American fanzines helped out a lot too, especially a great one out of San Diego called Noise for Heroes where the editor Steve Gardner seemed to have a lock on great Aussie bands). Not sure how Died Pretty came on my radar, but I’m thinking through my pal Bob (or maybe a zine). This was the band’s debut that was released in 1986 and man, what a record! I can still put this record on today and it sounds as great as when I first heard it nearly 40 years ago. The songs seemed to have equal parts tension and melody and you can hear a bunch of influences from 60’s rock, to country to psych and the like and the production by Rob Younger is full on and fantastic. Ron Peno’s vocals were certainly unique, raspy and soulful while Brett Myers was masterful on guitar and the keyboards (by Frank Brunetti) always helped to flesh out the songs as well (terrific rhythm section as well, Mark Lock on bass and Chris Welsh on drums). The energetic “Blue Sky Day” with mandolin and violin is a great opener while “Wig Out” with manic drumming and some of Peno’s wildest vocals yet take the band to new places while they tone it down on the equally as great “Through Another Door” (sung by Myers). Elsewhere “Life To Go (Landsakes)”  is just about perfect and the stirring “The 2000 Year Old Murder” brings it to another murky direction (as does the wild closer, “Next to Nothing” with its bleating sax). The cd version I have adds two more gems in the great “Stoneage Cinderella” and “Yesterday’s Letters.”  As you’ve probably surmised, this record is completely essential and great news, it’s being reissued in early June by Aussie label Sorcerer Records! www.citadelmailorder.com       www.sorcererrecords.bandcamp.com